<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895</id><updated>2011-07-07T18:44:09.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Down With The Fat Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>Tired of being the "fat girl", I have made a dedication to finally be rid of all my weight.  This will be my daily adventures into diet and exercise and some embarrassingly true things about my path to skinny-ville.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>72</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-3978838437535974181</id><published>2009-12-12T13:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T13:25:45.679-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weight loss and triumph</title><content type='html'>It's been entirely too long between updates but there was a reason for it...well, not actually, but there is.  More like an excuse.  First off, it's hard to find motivation when you don't have many people supporting you...I felt like I was writing to myself, which in a way, COULD be motivating, but if I'm putting myself out there, I WANT people to respond.  Secondly, I failed to realize that the ONLY way of motivating myself was to MOTIVATE MYSELF.  It was wrong for me to assume that I needed someone to motivate me.  I need support from people...to correct me when I'm out of line, to get me out there when I don't want to, but motivation, I've found, comes from within.  Sometimes, it takes some sort of God smack to get yourself going, sometimes it's just the fear of failure or strive for success.  For me, it was the God smack.  So you see, I let myself balloon back to 205 pounds, from my lowest of 159.  I just didn't care.  I wasn't happy at home, my kids hate me and I used food to solve all my ills.  Then my Dad passed away on Valentine's day and food again, I felt, was the ONLY thing there for me.  So, I packed on 20+ pounds and got to my second highest weight ever (without being pregnant).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I was experiencing some odd stuff so I went to the doctor and had her run a few tests.  Luckily, she went with her gut and ordered a series of tests that she didn't tell me about, but appeased me and did a few that I requested.  Well, she was right (gee, is that what they go to med school for?!?) and I was indeed, pre-diabetic.  See, when you get tested, your comprehensive metabolic panel can't be over 99 mg, your CHOL/HDLC ratio can not be over 5.0 and your triglycerides can't be over 150mg.  Well, my results weren't so great.  Comprehensive was at 103, CHOL was at 4.8 and triglycerides were off the chart at 256.  Unreal.  Watching my Dad suffer though diabetes and seeing how he just didn't care about what he ate, gained a lot of weight in his stomach and just kept pumping himself with insulin was NOT my idea of the legacy I wanted to leave for my kids.  I wanted them to see that this was not a good diagnosis, but I was going to change my life and set the example for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it began...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started my odyssey.  Not my diet, not my exercise regimen, but my freedom from the possibilities of diabetes, a way of living my life truthfully and without using food as a crutch.  I'm happy to report that I am now 160 pounds, 45 pounds down from where I started and 5 sizes down.  My blood results were amazing...in only 4 months, I was able to lose the weight...and my numbers were that of an entirely different person.  Comprehensive was 95, CHOL 3.7 and triglycerides...yeah, got those down to 117.  Not to mention, my total cholesterol went from 197 to 159, HDL from 41 to 43 and LDL from 105 to 93.  I changed my entire life, probably added a few years back on and am SO HAPPY with myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm not just happy because I'm thinner.  I still have 15 pounds to hit my goal of 145 and after I hit that goal, I want to hit 135 as my life goal...the weight that I always want to be.  But I'm taking it easy this time...I'm not putting too much pressure on myself.  Instead, I up my ante and I jog more miles, work harder and eat less when I'm stressed.  I just can't get to that bad place again...for me and for my kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, everyone asks..."what's your secret?!".  I hear this from skinny girls, medium girls and big girls...and to be honest, I went old school; DIET AND EXERCISE.  And what I mean by diet is that I just watched what I ate...tried to be healthier with my choices, cut out fast food and made wise choices, not to mention, ate less of it....stopped when I was comfortable instead of full.  I exercised every day, twice a day...started walking 2 miles in the morning and 2 miles at night.  Now, I jog 2 miles on Tuesday and Thursday, jog/walk 4 miles on M, W, F and jog/walk 3 miles on Sat &amp;amp; Sun.  I work out at night roughly 2-3 nights per week.  Sure, the weight is slower at coming off now, but most of the time I'm going down instead of up and I'm not giving myself any excuses this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully, I'll be able to update more...it's always neat to look back on how far I've come.  I want to post about cussing out Jillian Michaels when she's making me huff and puff.  But mostly I want to post for me because I want to see how far I can get, how far I can push myself and how much of a better person I can be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-3978838437535974181?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/3978838437535974181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=3978838437535974181&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/3978838437535974181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/3978838437535974181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2009/12/weight-loss-and-triumph.html' title='Weight loss and triumph'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114800092521949295</id><published>2006-05-18T18:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T18:08:45.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Onward fat girl!</title><content type='html'>Ok, so I haven't been totally perfect in my quest for weight loss. I have, however, been diligent at making a mockery of myself. LOL That said, it's time to change things up and move forward. My Mother-In-Law was in town this past weekend which only meant that we would be eating out more. I really tried to eat well. I even tried my first grilled Mahi-Mahi sandwich in a vain attempt to shy away from a hamburger and ate half my served portion of fries. I did indulge on pizza. But I ate light for the rest of the weekend, even made sure not to finish my dinner at the &lt;a href="http://www.rainforestcafe.com"&gt;Rainforest Cafe&lt;/a&gt;...I ate half of my grilled chicken sandwich, nibbled on my hubby's yellow pepper/cucumber/raisin slaw and skipped most of my fries. That's a huge change for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took my first step with cooking healthy today and surprisingly, had good results. We had natural chicken sausage with pasta in a broth sauce with broccoli. Added some reduced fat crescent rolls to make the family not completely shy away from dinner. My son was hesitant, but eventually caved and said that he liked it. Hubby had 2 servings and I had 2 myself (they were small servings). I did okay...it felt good to eat light and still feel satisfied...that's always been a challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm down from what I was last week, almost a pound.  Went to the gym and had a good arm/back/chest cardio work out.  I'm ready to go for my walk now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114800092521949295?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114800092521949295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114800092521949295&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114800092521949295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114800092521949295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/onward-fat-girl.html' title='Onward fat girl!'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114763744025123998</id><published>2006-05-14T13:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T13:10:40.266-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So....part deux</title><content type='html'>I have been trying to do well.  I did, however, gain the weight that I had lost from the food poisoning.  It took me over a month to do that, but I did.  I was very disappointed in myself and upon gaining that weight back, I decided that it was time to really get serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have lost 2 pounds in a week upon my "new conviction" and have been quite worried about gaining more weight.  I really want this to be it, I really want to do well this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been watching my portions and exercising twice a day...my morning gym work out and a 2 mile brisk walk (35-40 minutes) each night.  I feel much better doing that and I am starting to see my body changing more than with just the gym work outs.  I see that my muscles are getting a lot of definition and once I lose all this flab, I really get to see how nice they look.  I know that I look leaner, but the scale isn't showing it...my pants are starting to fit much better in the waist though, so that's a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't plan on updating this blog daily anymore since I get no support.  I do want to check in though to keep myself in line and see my own progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114763744025123998?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114763744025123998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114763744025123998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114763744025123998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114763744025123998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/05/sopart-deux.html' title='So....part deux'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114327693143679740</id><published>2006-03-25T00:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-25T00:55:31.453-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>Don't have time to post tonight, very tired and the bed is shouting for me.  I am so sore from yesterday's workout.  Oy Vey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Work Out:&lt;br /&gt;25 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 73; total machine tally calories burned: 310&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 20 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;40 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 170.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; freaking pms and cake.  LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114327693143679740?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114327693143679740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114327693143679740&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114327693143679740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114327693143679740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114316000321508854</id><published>2006-03-23T16:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-23T18:54:26.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>I know it's been a while, but sickness has been back and forth between me and my daughter for the past 2 weeks. When she finally got well, I got sick and once I got well, she got really, REALLY sick and then I had to stay home with her. She's finally "ok" and I ventured out to the gym...it's been almost a month, I can hardly believe it. I'm really disappointed in myself, despite being completely unable to go...even if I could...with hubby working so much and being sick myself, it just wasn't possible. Now I'm back on track. I would love to glow about how great I did today, but I'm going off 5 hours of sleep, PMS and being a little rusty so that was hardly the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*long sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 70; machine tally calories burned: 230&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 70lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 @ 20lb&lt;br /&gt;50 Hanging Stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Extra*&lt;br /&gt;1 mile fast paced walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 lowfat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5 Liter bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: small bagel sandwich w/turkey and ham slices, 8 pringles&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 10 peanut butter M&amp;amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 110z glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 slices of Pizza Hut Pizza&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 2 medium slices to yellow cake w/chocolate frosting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 168.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114316000321508854?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114316000321508854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114316000321508854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114316000321508854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114316000321508854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/work-out-day-cardiolegs.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114197532143456318</id><published>2006-03-09T23:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T23:22:01.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Days...</title><content type='html'>Now, I finally recover and I'm ready and eager to get back to the gym.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then my daughter comes down with a nasty nose cold that results in her getting pink eye so that idea gets throw out the window.  It's been fun spending time running around town to her doctor appointments and picking up drugs and dealing with a very whiny 3 year old that is sickly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, no gym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I've kept my weight down after my food poisoning!  YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 169.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114197532143456318?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114197532143456318/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114197532143456318&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114197532143456318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114197532143456318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/sick-days.html' title='Sick Days...'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114149893423452458</id><published>2006-03-04T10:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T11:02:14.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Days-Woe Is Me!</title><content type='html'>I have been struck with food poisoning...since the 28th.  I am thrashed.  At least I lost almost 4 pounds.  I am fearful to eat that much as what little food I do ingest seems to find its way out of me rather quickly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 169.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114149893423452458?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114149893423452458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114149893423452458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114149893423452458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114149893423452458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/03/sick-days-woe-is-me.html' title='Sick Days-Woe Is Me!'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114110933043560872</id><published>2006-02-27T22:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T22:48:50.450-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RacquetBall Day</title><content type='html'>I'll admit it, I went to the gym and I played racquetball, but I wasn't 100% motivated and neither was hubby and after 40 minutes, we just stopped. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried to eat well today.  I snacked on good stuff, not bad...until after dinner...which was probably the worst thing to do...but eh, I'll do better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114110933043560872?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114110933043560872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114110933043560872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114110933043560872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114110933043560872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/racquetball-day.html' title='RacquetBall Day'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114080793705720202</id><published>2006-02-24T11:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T19:06:33.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;35 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 73; total machine tally calories burned: 487&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;Dorsiflexor: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;60 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 lowfat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5 liter bottles @ the gym&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: left overs-a few pieces of roast chicken, 1 scoop of mashed potatoes w/homemade gravy and 2 scoops of carrots &amp; peas&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 20 peanut M&amp;amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 buttermilk biscuits, 1.5 scoops of cut-up chicken w/rice, very small serving of yellow corn &amp; small salad w/lite dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 8 peanut M&amp;amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 173.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114080793705720202?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114080793705720202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114080793705720202&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114080793705720202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114080793705720202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback_24.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114071882314942888</id><published>2006-02-23T10:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T20:56:31.106-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>You know, I'm starting to want someone to beat me up. I want someone to tell me...YOU ARE MESSING UP SNAP OUT OF IT because I can't seem to do that for myself. I am in a very low state right now...depressed about events in my life that are utterly out of my control (my Dad is basically dying right now, my son is a heathen at school...etc.) and I need someone to pick me up. Everyone feels so sorry for me that they don't want to upset me and my family, I've recognized, have become complete and utter enablers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 73; machine tally calories burned: 492&lt;br /&gt;8+ minutes treadmill, avg. speed 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 50&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 70lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 55lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;50 Hanging Stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 lowfat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 4 peanut butter M&amp;M's, 1 fruit chew snack&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3.5 .5 Liter bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: left over pork carnitas burrito w/refried beans, sprinkle of cheese, 1 T. lite sour cream and salsa&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 5 peanut butter M&amp;amp;M's; later I had 8 peanut peanut butter Reese's Pieces&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1.5 scoops of cheese ravoli, 1 small salad w/lite dressing and 2 crescent rolls&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 3 scoops of mocha ice cream w/chocolate syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 175.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I feel fat and bloated and disgusting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114071882314942888?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114071882314942888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114071882314942888&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114071882314942888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114071882314942888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-out-day-cardiolegs_23.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114067039236029644</id><published>2006-02-22T20:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T20:53:12.393-08:00</updated><title type='text'>So....</title><content type='html'>I haven't been a good girl lately.  I admit it.  I *did* go to the gym on Friday.  I did okay, considering that I was going off of 5 hours of sleep and had hit a wall with my energy level.  I seriously was draggin that entire workout...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been to the gym since last Friday because my son has been out of school for "February Recess".  He'll be back to school tomorrow and my butt will be back to the gym...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm finding that I'm getting more and more demotivated.  I wish that I could snap out of it, but I just can't right now.  It's just easier being lazy.  I haven't even weighed myself in 3 days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114067039236029644?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114067039236029644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114067039236029644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114067039236029644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114067039236029644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/so.html' title='So....'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114011682403889031</id><published>2006-02-16T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T17:45:58.380-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>I honestly don't know what's going on right now with the ellipitcals...either they need to be adjusted or my additional 2 pounds is causing my calorie count to be off. I can honestly say that I kept the rpms over 78 most of the time and still only burned off 426 calories...I am always closer to the top of 400, roughly around 486...so this has been a little demotivating to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 73; machine tally calories burned: 426&lt;br /&gt;13 minutes treadmill, avg. speed 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 70lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 @ 20lb&lt;br /&gt;50 Hanging Stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 lowfat yoplait yogurt, 1/3 of a bagel egg sandwich that my daughter wouldn't eat&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3.5 .5 liter bottles of water @ gym&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: left over chinese: a heap of chicken fried rice, small servings of house chicken and cashew chicken (less the cashews)&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 0z glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 scoops of hamburger helper, lasagna, 1 large scoop of green beans, 2 reduced fat crescent rolls&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NEED I SAY AGAIN&lt;/strong&gt;-If you are at the gym, do not talk on your cell phone! UGH! The lady next to me was chatting away, in arabic no less, and with all that chatter, it was hard to concentrate. For the love of all that is holy....if you're at the gym, WORK OUT. It's not time to call all your buddies on the cell phone. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 174.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114011682403889031?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114011682403889031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114011682403889031&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114011682403889031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114011682403889031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-out-day-cardiolegs_16.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-114002724907503348</id><published>2006-02-15T10:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-15T17:59:47.456-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Again, I'm starting to do my work out before my cardio on my arms days. I am surprised that I find myself with more energy when working out on my cardio after I've been running around doing arms. I think I like this. As long as the equipment I want is open! LOL&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I will say, however, that despite the weight that I am at today, I *DID* exercise to help with all the eating I was doing.  Monday, I jogged/walked (it was mostly jogging) for 1 mile and yesterday, I went to the gym and played an hour of racquetball with hubby.  So I have been doing something, just doesn't look like it. *big sigh*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 73; total machine tally calories burned: 418&lt;br /&gt;11+ minutes treadmill, avg. speed 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;60 hanging stomach crunches&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Breakfast: none&lt;br /&gt;Water: 4 .5 liter bottles (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: On The Border leftovers-1 small chicken enchilada and 1/3 of a beef/potato burrito&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11 oz glass; 1 8oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1 snack size (mini bars) butterfinger &amp; baby ruth&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1/2 boneless pork chop, 2 scoops of white rice w/bbq &amp; beer sauce&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 snackpack butterscotch pudding w/3 vanilla sandwich cookies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What I found odd at the gym&lt;/strong&gt;: There is this woman that runs on the treadmill for about 10 steps, then holds on to the rails and does 5 long strides, then goes back for her 10 running steps...I honestly don't get it and I jogged next to her today and it was distracting when you're trying to concentrate and motivate yourself. All I know is that I won't be running next to her when I get a chance next time. I have seen her do it before and it's always annoyed me, but running next to her made me realize just how odd this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funniest moment at the gym&lt;/strong&gt;: doing stomach crunches across from the racquetball courts...there's this guy that I know just thinks I'm stalking him because they always play in court 4 and that court is right next to the bars to do hanging stomach crunches. This guy is hard to miss because he's good looking, but he also has that weird hair birthmark where it's white all along the back of his head, in a odd pattern, but all the rest of his hair is black. It's hard not to stare at it, however unintentional. LOL He ran into the glass today, totally flat out and smiled at me...so I know that he knows I'm looking at him. Didn't mean to, but it sure did look funny watching him run into the glass, full force.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grossest thing at the gym today&lt;/strong&gt;: ME. AGAIN. I know that I was smelly. I went to the restroom and when I looked in the mirror to wash my hands, there was sweat just pouring down my chest and face. I went to check my daughter out of child care and they asked if I just got done doing the class...um, no, it's just me and my sweaty ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: embarrassingly 174.8. I know it's because of two major factors: bloating &amp;amp; going out to eat for 4 days in a row. BAD COMBO. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-114002724907503348?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/114002724907503348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=114002724907503348&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114002724907503348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/114002724907503348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113969328380336336</id><published>2006-02-11T13:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T13:30:16.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Summary</title><content type='html'>I have been neglecting my postings because I have had a lot of family drama and issues at home lately and haven't felt motivated or willing to post here. I really appreciate the few that have come out of the woodwork to support my blog and be here for me. That has really meant a lot to me during this time of need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been hitting the gym though and trying to be good despite the serious lack of sleep that I have been suffering through. I finally made up for it last night and feel energized enough to post here, though I forgot to weigh myself today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;*FOR TODAY*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I will not be able to post much about diet, etc. because my mother-in-law is flying in tomorrow morning and despite cleaning all week, have decided that the hardcore cleaning will happen tonight. I have already been running around all morning and still have SO much to do. Wish me luck with the "MIL" and I hope everyone has a great weekend! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (2/10/06): LEGS&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 74; machine tally calories burned: 487&lt;br /&gt;8+ minutes treadmill, avg. speed 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 50&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 70lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 35lbProne&lt;br /&gt;Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;50 Hanging Stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (2/9/06): CHEST/ARMS/BACK&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 75; total machine tally calories burned: 498&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;50 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said on 2/10/06: 172.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113969328380336336?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113969328380336336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113969328380336336&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113969328380336336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113969328380336336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-out-summary.html' title='Work Out Summary'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113947084883362427</id><published>2006-02-08T23:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-08T23:40:48.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RacquetBall Day - Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I feel like a slug today.  It was a very emotional day...a lot of home drama, so it created conditions where I consoled myself with food.  The saddest part is that I told myself I wasn't hungry, even hesitated before I crammed something into my mouth and tried to eat slowly but all I could think about is the next thing that I wanted to eat.  It was a humiliating experience and I am profoundly disappointed in myself.  As I sit here, I feel like tearing up because I can't believe how much I have let my eating spiral out of control.  The worst part?  I KNOW I'm doing it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour of racquetball...kicked my hubby's booty, 2 games to his 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 .5 liter bottles at the gym&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: left overs from last night-1.25 very thin small chicken breasts, 1 serving of chicken flavored rice and baked beans&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 very small slices of frozen pepperoni pizza, 1/2 small salad w/fat-free ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 20 peanut m&amp;m's, 4 pringles and 2 chocolate covered nutter butter cookies&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11 oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113947084883362427?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113947084883362427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113947084883362427&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113947084883362427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113947084883362427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/racquetball-day-wednesday_08.html' title='RacquetBall Day - Wednesday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113937077646545059</id><published>2006-02-07T19:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T19:52:56.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Tuesday</title><content type='html'>So, I called the gym at 6am to find out if they had any racquetball courts available and they were booked.  That has NEVER happened before.  Hubby wanted to do something with me today, so we decided on taking a very brisk walk.  It ended up being good for two things...physically and emotionally...we had a very nice talk and it made the time pass quickly and the distance not as long.  We really hoofed it.   I unfortunately gorged myself at lunch and was going to skip dinner entirely...but with so much food around me with the kids and hubby eating, I gave in to temptation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 mile walk (including hills)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Baja Fresh-pork carnitas burrito w/ a serving of tortilla chips&lt;br /&gt;Beverage: 3 small sierra mists&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 spoonfuls of mac &amp; cheese (and I don't mean scoops, I mean whatever is on one spoonful...so there wasn't much), 1/4 bowl of marshmellow popcorn &amp;amp; a 1/2 bowl of strawberry frosted mini wheat cereal w/ 2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 chocolate covered nutter butter cookie&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 173.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (but after my walk, it was 172.2)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113937077646545059?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113937077646545059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113937077646545059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113937077646545059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113937077646545059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/home-work-out-day-tuesday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Tuesday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113929472902883656</id><published>2006-02-06T22:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-06T22:45:29.060-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;It was hard to wake up and be motivated today.  I tried though.  I admit, I didn't attempt to hit the treadmill because I honestly didn't want to.  As it is, I spend 1+ hours in the gym a day and adding the treadmill often pushes it to 1.5+ hours.  I didn't have the time today, but I put out a good effort and I felt energized once I actually did get there and started to work with the weights.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 75; machine tally calories burned: 500&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 60lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;50 Hanging Stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5 liter bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: ham/turkey/cheese sandwich w/mustard&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1.25 thin grilled chicken breasts, 2 scoops of chicken flavored rice (without butter), 2 scoops of baked beans&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 mini baby ruth snack bar, 1 reese's peanut butter cup, 10 peanut M&amp;amp;M's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Interesting thing at the gym today&lt;/strong&gt;: Ms. Pigtails. This 35+ lady, wearing pig tails and dancing to her iPod on the ellipical. Entertaining, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the scale said today: 173&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I have to say, I'm very disappointed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113929472902883656?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113929472902883656/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113929472902883656&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113929472902883656'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113929472902883656'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-out-day-cardiolegs_06.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113920897966521621</id><published>2006-02-05T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-05T22:56:19.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-A Day Of Rest</title><content type='html'>Alright, I know I porked out.  I know this.  All I can say is that I had a moment of weakness that lasted all day.  LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could say that I earned it, but that would undermine everything that I do all weak, so I won't justify it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, Sunday is my day of rest, no working out, no anything but having fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shopped all day with the kids and then hung out at my parent's house for some Super Bowl eats.  Gotta love rest days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: none&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Red Robin - Grilled chicken honey mustard sandwich, serving of steak fries w/ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 16oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Hot Dog w/mustard, 1 bowl of chili w/a pinch of cheddar cheese and a handful of Tostitos scoops chips, about 6 bites of salad w/ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 8oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1/2 ice cream drumstick, 2 reese's mini peanut butter cups, 1 warm delight (cinnamon)-keep in mind, this was over a course of 3 hours...I got munchie hungry!  BAD ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113920897966521621?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113920897966521621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113920897966521621&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113920897966521621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113920897966521621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/sunday-day-of-rest.html' title='Sunday-A Day Of Rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113911871533575897</id><published>2006-02-04T21:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T22:16:26.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Saturday</title><content type='html'>Dragged the kids along with me again to do some trail jogging and walking...the kids were relatively well behaved so it wasn't as bad as last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOR THE RECORD-Blogger ate yesterday's post, but I *DID* go to the gym and work out my arms w/cardio.  I did really well yesterday too, in regards to eating and working out and I'm pretty bummed out that my post disappeared.  There are some weird things happening with blogger right now.  Hmmmmmmmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile jog/walk - hills and dirt trail included&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: bowl of Life cereal w/yogurt clusters &amp;amp; 2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1/2 .5 liter bottle&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: ham/turkey/swiss cheese sandwich on 100% whole wheat bread&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Denny's-egg scramble w/potatoes, peppers and pepper jack cheese, hash browns, 2 sausage, 1 piece of bacon and 3 pancakes&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1.5 20 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 reese's peanut butter cup mini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...but it won't say that tomorrow, I assure you. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113911871533575897?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113911871533575897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113911871533575897&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113911871533575897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113911871533575897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/home-work-out-day-saturday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Saturday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113893088251688364</id><published>2006-02-02T17:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T17:46:06.913-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>I have to say that I'm starting to feel a little out of steam about working out.  I was relieved to have two racquetball days this week.  I was not looking forward to getting back into the grind.  Didn't help that I gained back some weight from yesterday and I was *trying* to be good.  I do feel slimmer though.   I got on my scale, that does body fat, and it says that my percentage was 35.  That's NOT GOOD.   Especially since when I had my body fat taken last August, I was at 35.1%.  Had it done in September and it was 34.6%...how is it that I've lost 8 pounds since September and my body fat INCREASED?!  Let's just say that it really upset me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 75; machine tally calories burned: 500&lt;br /&gt;6+ minutes treadmill; average speed 5.0 mph; machine tally calories burned: 50&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 60lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 1 x 10 @ 40lb; 3 x 10 30lb&lt;br /&gt;50 Hanging Stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3.5 .5 liter bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 turkey burger w/mustard ONLY, 4 peach slices&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 small scoops of spaghetti noodles w/meat sauce, 1 scoop of green beans, 2 butter flavored crescent rolls&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 thin slice of homemade lite banana bread w/lite margerine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113893088251688364?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113893088251688364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113893088251688364&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113893088251688364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113893088251688364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/work-out-day-cardiolegs.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113884818115076169</id><published>2006-02-01T18:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T13:26:37.603-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RacquetBall Day - Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I haven't posted the last few days because I have been eating utterly horribly and to rehash it would be a nightmare for me to relive and horrifying to show the world how much I can punish myself with food.  I have been showing no restraint, despite thinking how I need to stop eating, need to stop snacking, shouldn't be eating etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, I put myself on a mini-fast so that I could shed some water weight from my salt intake over the last few days.  My water retention was ridiculous.  I never put salt on my food and cook with only seasoned salt....but when you eat out, they put so much salt on your food.  It was successful, I lost 2 pounds of water in one day and I knew that would happen when I did that.  I really didn't "fast" in the true meaning of the word, I just skipped breakfast, drank a lot of water, only ate fruit for lunch (which was VERY hard to do) and then ate very little for dinner. I also played racquetball for an hour, went for a 1 mile walk carrying 2 5lb weights and rotating bicep curls, 50 sit ups...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45 minutes of racquetball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: none (mini-fast continued until this morning)&lt;br /&gt;Water: 4 .5 liter bottles (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: left over stroganoff, small serving, with medium serving of peas and carrots w/pepper; 8 dorito tortilla chips and 1 reese's mini peanut butter cup&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 turkey burger w/swiss cheese, 10 baked zesty fries, 1.5 scoops of mac&amp;cheese shells&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I plan on making my lite banana bread for dessert (I only use lite bisquik for it and it has no butter in it) and plan on having 1 piece (but that hasn't happened yet, it's still baking).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113884818115076169?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113884818115076169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113884818115076169&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113884818115076169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113884818115076169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/02/racquetball-day-wednesday.html' title='RacquetBall Day - Wednesday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113851151978838790</id><published>2006-01-28T21:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T21:23:22.186-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Saturday</title><content type='html'>Well, to be perfectly honest, after working out for 3 days straight, I wasn't exactly motivated to get up and go out today. I procrastinated until 10:30. I bribed the kids into making it an adventure and we hit the dirt nature trail for a jog/walk. The kids actually did pretty well considering...they were tired and hot and it wasn't on their "agenda" for the day (you know, it DID interrupt their TV watching...LOL). I'm just glad that I got out and I'm showing a good example for the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;2 mile walk/jog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: bowl of Special K Fruit &amp; Yogurt cereal w/2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1.5 .5 liter bottles of water&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 3/4 left over Taco Bell soft taco&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: TGIFridays - 4 mozzerella sticks w/sauce, 1 thin chicken breast w/green &amp;amp; red peppers, onions, cheese and 1 serving of mashed potatoes, 1/2 cinnamon cheesecake slice, 1 mudslide&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1.25 20oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113851151978838790?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113851151978838790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113851151978838790&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113851151978838790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113851151978838790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/home-work-out-day-saturday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Saturday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113838808153414343</id><published>2006-01-27T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T19:40:24.586-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 72; machine tally calories burned: 486&lt;br /&gt;8+ minutes treadmill; average speed 4.0 mph; machine tally calories burned: 50&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 60lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 15; 1 x 10 30lb&lt;br /&gt;60 Hanging Stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 bowl of Special K Fruit &amp;amp; Yogurt w/2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3.5 .5 liter bottles of water *at gym&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 3 Reese's Pieces&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Taco Bell. I definitely over ate. I had a cheesy gordita crunch, a soft taco and a spicy chicken soft taco, plus 2 large sierra mists and about 12 cinnamon twists. I am paying for it though...my stomach is in knots and I feel sickly.&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 small serving of spaghetti w/meat sauce, 1 crescent roll and 1 small serving of green beans&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing interesting to report about the gym today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Going down!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113838808153414343?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113838808153414343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113838808153414343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113838808153414343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113838808153414343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-out-day-cardiolegs_27.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113829920627615762</id><published>2006-01-26T10:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T17:39:16.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 72; total machine tally calories burned: 488&lt;br /&gt;8+ minutes treadmill, avg. speed 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 50&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 60 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;60 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 4 .5 L bottles (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: leftover ground turkey burrito w/3 doritos tortilla chips&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1.5 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 pork carnita tacos (homemade) w/cheese, refried beans, lite sour cream, lettuce and salsa.  2 spoonfuls of taco rice.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Weird thing I saw at the gym today&lt;/strong&gt;: This tall, lanky guy with bright red hair that was pulled back into a ponytail with a dark blue scrunchie. He was wearing bike shorts and clipless pedal bicicle shoes and then I realized that he was doing the spinning class. But seriously, talk about gung ho and whoa, what's up with the scrunchie???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Ok, the scale moved...in the WRONG direction&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113829920627615762?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113829920627615762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113829920627615762&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113829920627615762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113829920627615762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback_26.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113821437072121689</id><published>2006-01-25T10:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-25T17:39:15.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 72; machine tally calories burned: 484&lt;br /&gt;13+ minutes treadmill; average speed 5.0 mph; machine tally calories burned: 106&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 60lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 4 x 10 30lb&lt;br /&gt;60 Hanging Stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1.5 cups of Special K Fruit &amp; Yogurt cereal w/ 2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5 L bottles @ gym&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 4 Reese's Pieces&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: ham/turkey/cheese sandwich, 1/2 cup of macaroni salad&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 5 Reese's Pieces&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: left over ground turkey burrito w/lite sour cream, a pinch of cheddar cheese, salsa &amp;amp; lettuce, 8 doritos corn chips&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: low-fat pudding cup w/a spoonful of lite cool whip on top&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Most annoying and/or ODD thing that happened at the gym today&lt;/strong&gt;: I was on the Hip Adduction machine, of which there are two of them, facing each other. There was a lady sitting on one and I took the open, free one. I was doing my thing and then she abruptly got off her machine, pushed her book over to my machine with her foot and then impatiently stood there, behind my machine, waiting for me to get off. First off, I do 100 and the reason I do 100 on that machine is because there are two machines and I don't feel that there is any pressure to get off immediately or hurry up. I first thought she was waiting for something else because it honestly didn't make any sense to me as to why she would be waiting for my machine when there is the EXACT same machine, OPEN, right THERE! So, I went about my business. She started waiting when I was at 40, so I still had 60 to go and I wasn't about to give up my machine or hurry up...seriously, why? If there wasn't another one open, then I would have worked her in, but there WAS. The EXACT same one!!! So, apparently, that pissed her off and she grabbed her book, thrust herself away from the machine in utter disgust with a huge sigh of annoyance and went to the Hip Abduction machine, which was directly next to the open Hip Adduction machine. I mean, seriously, WTF? So because of this, I have dubbed her the "mean black book lady" and she needs to step off. Beeeatch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.2&lt;/span&gt; It won't budge!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113821437072121689?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113821437072121689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113821437072121689&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113821437072121689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113821437072121689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-out-day-cardiolegs_25.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113807543293316346</id><published>2006-01-23T19:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:47:55.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RacquetBall Day-Monday</title><content type='html'>I know that I've been missing.  I have to admit that I haven't been much in the mood to post here.  I wish I had more support.  I feel myself getting more and more demotivated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to go to the gym with hubby, so that meant playing some raquetball because he hasn't been in the mood to work out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour of raquetball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 .5 L bottles of water&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 2 M&amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Bowl of homemade chili w/20 doritos corn chips and a sprinkle of cheddar cheese&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 ground turkey burrito, 8 corn tortilla chips&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 heart shaped ding dong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113807543293316346?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113807543293316346/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113807543293316346&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113807543293316346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113807543293316346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/racquetball-day-monday.html' title='RacquetBall Day-Monday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113764229065325424</id><published>2006-01-18T19:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T19:44:50.666-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I would love to say that I hit the gym today, but that isn't the case.  I am feeling weaker and weaker, like I am losing my stamina.  My daughter has the flu STILL.  It's driving me bonkers as much as it's putting me in a panic.  I did manage to get out today, at least is't something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile walk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1 apple w/2 T. of peanut butter; 1 donut hole&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1/2 left over pork chop and 2 spoonfuls of white rice with sauce (it was a very small serving)&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 scoops of salisberry steak hamburger helper w/1 scoop of corn, 2 low-fat crescent rolls&lt;br /&gt;water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 2 small glasses of banana/peanut butter/chocolate homemade smoothie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: shockingly 172.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113764229065325424?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113764229065325424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113764229065325424&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113764229065325424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113764229065325424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/home-work-out-day-wednesday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Wednesday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113752103348422753</id><published>2006-01-17T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-24T12:46:48.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Daughter sick AGAIN. Husband, no helpie around the housie. So, here I am...taking a walk around the block for *some* exercise. They are monopolizing the TV downstairs so I can't do my exercise DVD-our upstairs has no room for me to exercise. I am feeling a TAD frustrated right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile walk/jog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Sandwich on 100% wheat bread, 2 slices each of 95% fat free ham and 98% fat free turkey, lettuce, tomatoes, red onions, 1 slice of processed swiss cheese and 1.5 T. of hot sweet mustard for spread, 1 pickle spear&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 12 peanut butter filled M&amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 homemade pork carnitas tacos w/fat free refried beans, lettuce, salsa, 2 pinches of cheese and lite sour cream; 2 scoops of taco rice, roughly 15 corn doritos chips&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 3 homemade peanut butter cookies and one mini butterfinger candy bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113752103348422753?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113752103348422753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113752103348422753&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113752103348422753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113752103348422753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/home-work-out-day-tuesday_17.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Tuesday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113743839225520732</id><published>2006-01-16T11:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-16T18:36:19.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday-A Day of Rest</title><content type='html'>Dealing with a puking 3 year old all day again today. Gotta love it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot to weigh myself because she was running around downstairs, totally upset about being sick and once I got down there, I started breakfast, etc....so I never weighed myself. Not like anyone was on the edge of their seats or anything...LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 4 small pancakes made w/lite Bisquik, 2 lite-breakfast sausage&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 dry measure cup of spaghetti w/meat sauce&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1 peanut butter cup and 1 M&amp;M&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 pork chop w/ 3 spoonfuls of white rice and cream of mushroom soup gravy, small salad w/fat free ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water:  1 11oz glass&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113743839225520732?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113743839225520732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113743839225520732&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113743839225520732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113743839225520732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/monday-day-of-rest.html' title='Monday-A Day of Rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113736443663703024</id><published>2006-01-15T14:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T23:11:39.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-A Day Of Rest</title><content type='html'>Alright, I didn't post yesterday because:&lt;br /&gt;A) like I said, no one is really reading this&lt;br /&gt;B) I ate at a party and couldn't account for every piece of food I put in my mouth&lt;br /&gt;C) I really didn't eat dinner&lt;br /&gt;D) My weight is the same today so ultimately, it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dealing with a sick kid today...this time it's the FLU...UGH! But at least I did some activity...I cleaned the entire house so I know that I wasted some calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: none&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Chicken salad bagel sandwich w/a slice of swiss cheese, 1 gala apple with 1.5 T. of peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 6 triscuits with a few bites of chicken salad&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: left over chicken enchilada, chips w/salsa and a few bites of Spanish rice&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 2 oreos and about 20 peanut butter filled M&amp;amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113736443663703024?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113736443663703024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113736443663703024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113736443663703024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113736443663703024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/sunday-day-of-rest_15.html' title='Sunday-A Day Of Rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113720956604197218</id><published>2006-01-13T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T19:32:46.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>I woke up with my neck out of shape and in a lot of pain, not to mention, I'm still sore from my arm work out on Wednesday (and other womanly aches, if you catch my drift) but I forged ahead and hit the gym.  It was tempting to skip it since my daughter had another coughing fit this morning and actually asked to not go to the gym because she was "too sick"...but once I suggested actually NOT going, she freaked out because she wanted to see her favorite care provider there.  So if anything, that was my motivation today.  My work out went well, I was a tad frustrated with everything this morning for some unknown reason, not to mention, it wasn't easy getting around not being able to turn my head completely to the left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 72; total machine tally calories burned: 425&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes bicycle; level 14; total machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 60 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 35 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;Torso twist machine : 2 x 20 (x2-each side) @ 55 lb&lt;br /&gt;55 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 4 .5 L bottles (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: leftover burrito size chicken enchilada with 2 pinches of cheese on top, 1 scoop of spanish rice and 8 small plain doritos&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 scoops of baked beans w/hot dog slices, 12 mini tater tots&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 6 peanut butter M&amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Weirdest thing at the gym today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Some bald water fountain drinking guy that kept running the water while staring at himself in the mirror.  He would take a sip, stare, take a sip, stare....I thought it was just a fluke, until he came back and did it again.  Weirdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 173.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113720956604197218?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113720956604197218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113720956604197218&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113720956604197218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113720956604197218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback_13.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113709188058805787</id><published>2006-01-12T10:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-12T17:24:50.696-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>Today, I still felt motivated but I knew I was going to drag. I am very sore from my arm work out which made working out on the elliptical a little tricky since my chest and arms were so sore...but I managed through.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 74; machine tally calories burned: 492&lt;br /&gt;14+ minutes treadmill; average speed 4.0 mph; machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 60lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 20lb&lt;br /&gt;*Forgot stomach crunches! UGH!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.5 cups of Special K Vanilla &amp;amp; Almond cereal w/ 2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Water: 4 .5 L bottles @ gym&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Bagel w/cheese spread and chicken salad w/lettuce, 1/2 cinnamon cookie&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz water&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 burrito size chicken enchilada w/shredded lettuce and 2 tsp. of lite sour cream, 2 scoops of Spanish rice&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 173.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; That sucks. Talk about a huge demotivator.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113709188058805787?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113709188058805787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113709188058805787&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113709188058805787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113709188058805787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-out-day-cardiolegs_12.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113700458435823518</id><published>2006-01-11T10:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T19:07:10.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>I feel invigorated. I had a great work out today. I sweat like a mad dog. I have the smell to go with the sweat, but it's all good. I feel empowered like I'm doing something again. I like this feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 74; total machine tally calories burned: 487&lt;br /&gt;16+ minutes treadmill; avg mph 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 60 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 20 @ 50 lb; 20 @ 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 20 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;50 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 4 .5 L bottles (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 10 triscuits with cheese spread&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: leftover turkey hamburger with NO CHEESE (a huge sacrafice...LOL), 3 forkfuls of cole slaw, 3 forkfuls of macaroni salad, 2 bites of french bread pizza (that my husband shared with me)&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 chicken hot dog, 1 beef hot dog w/chili and a pinch of cheese on top, 1 forkful of macaroni salad and 15 baked fries w/chili on top.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Most Annoying thing I saw at the gym today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;FREAKING CELL PHONE TALKERS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; UGH!!! I honestly don't "GET" why people constantly talk on their cell phones while working out. You can't tell me that their work outs aren't effected by it because they aren't working out as hard, as fast, as much...they are too busy talking, thinking that everyone else wants to be as popular as they are at that moment. Not to mention, the people that think it's perfectly fine to just sit on the machine, talking away while people want to use that machine. Totally rude and inconsiderate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Another annoying thing that happened today at the gym&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;: Every day during the week, with exception to Wednesday, there is a fantastic lady that opens up daycare that is promptly there before 8 so that no one has to wait. Every Wednesday, there is another girl that comes, always 10 minutes late that shouts "THE CLOCK IS FAST IN THIS PLACE!" as soon as she runs in the door, dragging her 2 kids...then runs into the day care telling everyone that she was totally on time, but there was traffic (or insert numerous other excuses here) on her way to the gym but she SWEARS that her clock says 8 o'clock in her car. No apologies, nothing. Hate to break it to you babe, but your clock is slow...and so are you. Puts me off to get there all motivated to just have to wait 10 minutes before I can do anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113700458435823518?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113700458435823518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113700458435823518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113700458435823518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113700458435823518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113694730405221363</id><published>2006-01-10T17:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-10T18:41:44.103-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Daughter sick again.  She was coughing all morning.  Opted for the walk, but didn't do the pilates.  Wasn't even remotely motivated.  BAD ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile walk/jog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: bowl of Special K w/Vanilla &amp; Almonds, 2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 chicken and potatoes "Smart One" frozen meal, 2 chicken nuggets that my daughter wouldn't eat&lt;br /&gt;WaterL 1 11 oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 15 wheat thins w/Rodele lite garlic and herb cheese spread&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 thin chicken breasts baked w/a corn flake breading &amp;amp; country gravy (from a powder), 1 scoop of Pasta Roni cheesey shells, small salad w/1.5 T. fat-free ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113694730405221363?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113694730405221363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113694730405221363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113694730405221363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113694730405221363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/home-work-out-day-tuesday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Tuesday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113684122838116877</id><published>2006-01-09T13:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-09T21:37:18.056-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Monday</title><content type='html'>I was packed and ready to go to the gym, when my daughter had another coughing fit and I figured that it was best that we did a home work out today. She ended up coughing a lot for most of the morning. Turned out to be a good decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really starting to enjoy my 2 mile walk....I used to dread it because that's all that I did for a year with no change. But it's nice to be out in the fresh air and not being overloaded with the smell of powder air freshener and sweat from the gym. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile walk/jog&lt;br /&gt;30 minute weight loss pilates dvd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 .5 L bottle, 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: medium-large salad w/tomatoes, 1/2 avocado in slices, red onions, one pinch of cheddar cheese and 3 T. fat-free Ranch dressing; 5 pringles&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 turkey burger, 2 scoops of mac&amp;amp;cheese shells&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113684122838116877?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113684122838116877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113684122838116877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113684122838116877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113684122838116877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/home-work-out-day-monday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Monday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113676362372479667</id><published>2006-01-08T15:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T18:58:56.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-A Day Of Rest</title><content type='html'>Well, it was kind of a "day of rest"...I went grocery shopping, cleaned the entire house and did laundry...so it was a rest from actual exercise, but not life. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am doing better on my eating today. Bad on my water, but at least I'm not stuffing my face every time I look around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: medium-large salad w/tomatoes, 1/2 avocado in slices, red onions, one pinch of cheddar cheese and 3 T. fat-free Ranch dressing; 5 wheat thins&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 thin slices of roasted chicken, 1.5 scoops of mashed potatoes, 1 large scoop of gravy, 1 scoop of steamed mixed veggies, 2 small scoops of stuffing, small salad w/ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 8oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 2 scoops of ice cream w/chocolate syrup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: vacuuming, dusting, cleaning 2.5 bathrooms&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 174&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I'm a moron.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113676362372479667?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113676362372479667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113676362372479667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113676362372479667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113676362372479667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/sunday-day-of-rest_08.html' title='Sunday-A Day Of Rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113669320247944164</id><published>2006-01-07T20:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T20:06:42.493-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday-A day of rest (but not from eating)</title><content type='html'>Egads.  I was a porker today.  I went out of my way to not eat breakfast because I KNEW that I would overdo it today and I did.  Shocking.  It was all planned out though...I was going to eat light all day, but my girlfriend wanted to come over and go out to lunch so I knew I would screw up there...and I did...and I already had plans to go out to eat with my parents tonight so I knew I would screw up there...and I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: none&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Carl's Jr-Charbroiled Chicken Club sandwich with a medium serving of fries (with ranch), 2.5 medium sprites and 1 chicken star&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Denny's-Super bird sandwich (swiss cheese, bacon, turkey slices, tomato on toasted and buttered bread), 1/4 serving of fries w/ranch, 1 mini pancake (from my daughter's plate)&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses of water&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 mini butterfinger bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: vacuumed and dusted the downstairs of the house...otherwise, a bunch of sitting today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said: 172.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (which I'm sure will change by tomorrow morning. *sigh*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113669320247944164?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113669320247944164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113669320247944164&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113669320247944164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113669320247944164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/saturday-day-of-rest-but-not-from.html' title='Saturday-A day of rest (but not from eating)'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113656899468466150</id><published>2006-01-06T09:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:50:19.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Friday</title><content type='html'>Remind me to NEVER do pilates for weight loss two days in a row. Every other day, check. Everyday? NO. NEVER. BAAAAAD! I was already sore from yesterday...but doing it two days in a row was agony. TORTURE. I was in so much pain...stretching muscles that were alreadys sore. It was another home work out day because my daughter is still sick. Perhaps by Monday I'll be able to get back on the gym track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile jog/walk&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes pilates DVD for weight loss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Soup Plantation: 1 salad w/red onions, cheese, garbonzo beans, fried noodles, carrots and red cabbage, 2 small muffins w/honey butter, small serving of sausage pasta, small bowl of chili with cheese, 1 brownie with vanilla/chocolate swirl frozen yogurt w/oreo crumbles and hersheys chocolate syrup&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 8oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: tuna fish salad sandwich, 10 baked fries w/ranch&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: a handful of M&amp;amp;M's and a pudding cup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (must be a fluke or I lost some water weight/bloating...I weighed myself twice just in case it was wrong and got the same number. Who'd a thunk it?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113656899468466150?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113656899468466150/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113656899468466150&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113656899468466150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113656899468466150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/home-work-out-day-friday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Friday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113652524551866630</id><published>2006-01-05T21:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-05T21:27:25.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Thursday</title><content type='html'>My darling daughter is sick so I can't take her to the gym daycare.  So, I tried to be a fantastic home worker-outer today.  I thought I did okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 miles walk/jog&lt;br /&gt;30 minute pilates for weight loss DVD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 .5L bottles of water&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 11 wheat thins&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Sandwich w/hot sweet mustard, 2 slices each of 98% fat free turkey &amp; ham, 1 slice of processed swiss cheese, lettuce &amp;amp; red onions, gala apple w/1 T. peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1/2 grilled chicken breast, 1 scoop of buttered corn kernels, 2 scoops of chicken flavored rice&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 bowl of buttered popcorn, 1 cup of hot chocolate, 3 peanut butter filled hershey kisses and 8 mint M&amp;Ms...now keep in mind, this was over the course of about 3 hours (we had dinner at 4:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 174&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113652524551866630?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113652524551866630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113652524551866630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113652524551866630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113652524551866630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/home-work-out-day-thursday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Thursday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113643223887298512</id><published>2006-01-04T19:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T19:37:18.873-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday-A Day of Fun!</title><content type='html'>It's a good thing that I didn't go work out at the gym today.  I was already planning on taking it off because I went to Disneyland, but also because my daughter has a cough and felt it best not to take her to the gym daycare as to not infect the other children.  It worked out because I was wicked sore...much more sore than I anticipated that I would be...which is only indicitive of why I shouldn't have jumped in like I did. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great day at Disney though....did a ton of walking at a fast pace...so that has to count for something???  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat Yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Rainforest Cafe: Grilled chicken sandwich w/lettuce, chips of bacon and swiss cheese; full order of fries w/ranch dressing and a mini-cup of coleslaw&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 scoop of Italian pasta hamburger helper, 1 scoop of green beans, 1 crescent roll&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 peanut butter hershey kiss, 2 andes mints and 15 mint M&amp;M's.  What can I say, I like variety&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 174&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; DARN IT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113643223887298512?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113643223887298512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113643223887298512&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113643223887298512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113643223887298512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/wednesday-day-of-fun.html' title='Wednesday-A Day of Fun!'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113631337233969814</id><published>2006-01-03T10:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T19:10:50.260-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>For the record, trying to work out after over 2 weeks of just NOT and getting back into your normal routine is HARD. H.A.R.D.! I got there, all motivated since we didn't get a racquetball court...thinking, "I can DO this!" with all the energy in the world. I jumped on the ellipitical and went for it...I was working at 74 r.p.m.s like I was a pro....then about 7 minutes in, I started to lose steam and it just got worse from there. I was feeling like I was going to puke, etc. I just called it quits at 30 minutes and didn't attempt the 5 extra minutes because I *knew* I wouldn't make it. I can feel the bloating and extra weight today and I'm very disappointed in myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 69; machine tally calories burned: 347&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 2 x 20; 60lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 20; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 20lb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5L bottles of water (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: pickle spear, bagel sandwich w/hot sweet mustard, 2 slices each of 98% fat free turkey &amp; ham, 1 slice of processed swiss cheese, lettuce &amp;amp; red onions...my daughter's left overs from her lunchable; 3 crackers, 4 rounds of turkey and 3 squares of cheddar cheese (I could kick myself for doing that! UGH!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 8oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: KFC (a friend gave us all of it, it wasn't planned): 3 chicken strips (dipped in ranch), small mashed potato with gravy, biscuit&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 8 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 3 hershey kisses w/peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 174&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; EEEEEEKKKKKK!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113631337233969814?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113631337233969814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113631337233969814&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113631337233969814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113631337233969814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/work-out-day-cardiolegs.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113627111346201083</id><published>2006-01-02T22:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T22:51:53.486-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday-A Day of FUN!</title><content type='html'>Not actually.  LOL  It's just my last day of freedom from having to cart the kids back and forth to school, going to the gym, etc.  I'm just as apprehensive about starting my routine again as I am looking forward to it.  I have a lot of work ahead of me...not only to get my butt back in gear again, but to work off the extra 1.5 pounds that I put on over the holiday.  I am lucky to a certain degree, I could have gained more in 2 weeks with minimal exercise and a lot of eating.  I sure did let myself go though I was quite motivated not to.  I guess it's hard during the holidays with just so much food, candy, etc.  I will have to do better next year and get my mindset in the right place.  I have been letting my 7pm eating cut-off slide...so it's time for me to stop that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously, no exercise today.  Tomorrow will be an "ease back into it" day with just some racquetball with my husband.  Wednesday will be another non-work out day since I'm babysitting for my friend in the morning.  It should be a mild day, I should make an attempt to at least go for a walk.  We'll see.  Thursday will be a full on work out day.  That's the day that I'm the most apprehensive about...but I just pumped my iPod full of new tunes so at least that's something to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: Bowl of Special K w/Vanilla &amp; Almond w/2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1/2 bowl of chicken noodle soup, bagel sandwich w/hot sweet mustard, 2 slices each of 98% fat free turkey &amp;amp; ham, 1 slice of processed swiss cheese&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 3 hershey kisses w/peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 90% of a grilled chicken sandwich from chili's, a full serving of fries w/ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 8oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 peppermint mocha from Starbucks; 1 hershey kiss w/peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113627111346201083?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113627111346201083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113627111346201083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113627111346201083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113627111346201083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/monday-day-of-fun.html' title='Monday-A Day of FUN!'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113617474974277413</id><published>2006-01-01T20:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T20:05:49.753-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-A Day Of Rest</title><content type='html'>Happy Freaking New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm ticked off, disappointed in my eating habits the past few days and so far, 2006 hasn't been all that great.  So, I'll just apologize for being a tad annoying in this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I didn't work out today.  I had 5 loads of laundry to do, 2 overtired kids that decided they would prefer to be a total pain than pleasant all day and I had no motivation or desire to do anything other than cry.  I might put in the new weight loss Pilates DVD that I just got.  Maybe not.  I just want ice cream.  LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 3 medium pancakes, very small scoop of scrambled eggs&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 .5 L water&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: plate of homemade nachos w/beef burrito mixture on it.  Salsa&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 beef burrito left over&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 6 hershey kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scale didn't speak.  I didn't get on today.  Fearing tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113617474974277413?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113617474974277413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113617474974277413&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113617474974277413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113617474974277413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/sunday-day-of-rest.html' title='Sunday-A Day Of Rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113608454090525515</id><published>2005-12-31T18:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T19:02:20.940-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday-A day of rest</title><content type='html'>It was cold and rainy this morning and I had a lot to do today, so exercise was out the window. As it was, I spent over 5 hours away from home today, doing random stuff, but regardless, I couldn't fit exercise into the entire picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;**HAPPY NEW YEAR**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast : 1 low-fat yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1 tall peppermint mocha latte decaf; 1 peanut butter filled Hershey kiss&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Wienerschnitzel: 1 corn dog and 1/2 serving of chili fries&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 8 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 scoops of beef stroganoff, 2 butter crescent rolls&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113608454090525515?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113608454090525515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113608454090525515&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113608454090525515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113608454090525515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/saturday-day-of-rest_31.html' title='Saturday-A day of rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113600478089307449</id><published>2005-12-30T20:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:53:00.903-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day</title><content type='html'>I forgot to post yesterday.  Well, not entirely.  I remembered at 2am that I needed to, but I wasn't about to do it then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling the need to self motivate more which is really exhausting because I have had to do so much of it.  I'm not getting the support I had hoped through by doing this and my family, though they have the best intentions, aren't exactly encouraging me along either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless, I'm forging ahead, trying my best to do what I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile jog/walk-times were the same as Wednesday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 lite Yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz. glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 sandwich on 100% whole wheat bread, 2 slices of 98% fat free turkey, 2 slices of 98% fat free turkey ham, lettuce, tomatoes, red onions&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1 Skor candy bar&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 veal patty, 1 scoop of mashed potaotes, 1 scoop of beef gravy from a jar, 1 scoop of corn, 2 yeast biscuits w/lite butter&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113600478089307449?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113600478089307449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113600478089307449&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113600478089307449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113600478089307449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-work-out-day_30.html' title='Home Work Out Day'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113579671954676879</id><published>2005-12-28T11:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-28T16:33:40.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day - Wednesday</title><content type='html'>I just couldn't take it anymore. I was feeling frustrated and defeated since I'm not able to do anything to work off the weight....with me being sick and feeling like something is crushing my spirit, it was hard to get motivated. So today, I said TO HELL WITH IT and despite having a stuffy nose and my head feeling heavy, I set out to go for a walk. I figured that it couldn't hurt and perhaps the fresh air would revitalize the spirit within. It did! I was so excited to finally get off my backside that I felt totally invigorated. I walked so well, even jogged a little and I felt like a new person. Looks like I'm finally back on track!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile walk/jog: 1 mile walk only-15 minutes exactly; 1 mile jog/walk 13:10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 cup Special K w/vanilla &amp;amp; almond, 1 cup 2% low fat milk&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 2 scoops potato casserole, 1 thin slice of baked ham, 3 forkfuls of homemade coleslaw, 5 low-fat triscuits, 5 thin slices of beef stick, 5 small squares of pepperjack cheese&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Snack : 2 chocolate cookies&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 8 oz. glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113579671954676879?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113579671954676879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113579671954676879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113579671954676879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113579671954676879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-work-out-day-wednesday.html' title='Home Work Out Day - Wednesday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113574154962749467</id><published>2005-12-27T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T19:45:49.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery Day-Tuesday</title><content type='html'>I eat like crap.  I feel like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1.5 cups of Special K Vanilla and Almond Cereal w/2% lowfat milk&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Rubio's: 1 crispy fish taco, 10 tortilla chips, 3/4 small container of pinto beans, 3/4 small container of spanish rice, 12 Burger King french fries, 1 medium light lemonade&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 spoonfuls of homemade mac &amp; cheese w/ham, 1 small salad w/1 T. Fat-free ranch dressing, 2 buttery crescent rolls&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 medium slice of cake w/2 scoops of lite vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: a lot of walking...even the kids couldn't keep up...went shopping for over 5 hours today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; SON OF A!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113574154962749467?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113574154962749467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113574154962749467&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113574154962749467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113574154962749467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/recovery-day-tuesday.html' title='Recovery Day-Tuesday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113563928181025163</id><published>2005-12-26T15:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T18:53:56.316-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery Day-Monday</title><content type='html'>Today was the first day that I *almost* felt human. My voice isn't as craggily. Bonus. I'm still blowing my nose and coughing up things I would much rather forget, but otherwise, I'm doing okay. Funny, considering that for two days straight I have had 6 hours of sleep a night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did get up early to hit the 50% off sales and that was a refreshing start to my day...getting $100 dollars worth of stuff that would have cost $200. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: none&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1 decaf peppermint cafe mocha from Starbucks. Holy Moly, that was GOOD. GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 2 slices of ham, 2 spoonfuls of potato casserole, small salad w/1 T. fat-free ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 110z glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 lite pancakes, 2 slices of pork sausage w/ lite syrup&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: small piece of cake w/ 2 scoops lite vanilla ice cream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: A lot of walking while shopping, putting away all the Christmas decorations/tree, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 171.2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Crap.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113563928181025163?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113563928181025163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113563928181025163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113563928181025163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113563928181025163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/recovery-day-monday.html' title='Recovery Day-Monday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113538886240004958</id><published>2005-12-23T17:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T17:49:42.756-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Recovery Day-Friday</title><content type='html'>I have already decided that I'm not going to post what I'll be eating on Christmas day unless I am exemplary in my eating. This is mostly because:&lt;br /&gt;A)No one is really reading this&lt;br /&gt;B)No point in actually embarrassing myself more than I already do&lt;br /&gt;C)I wasn't planning on eating well that day to begin with&lt;br /&gt;D)With everything else that I have to do, I don't know if I can make time to post that day&lt;br /&gt;So, there you have it. Christmas is the one day that I don't want to worry about eating. I want to worry about where the hell I'm going to put all those darn new Christmas presents that the kids are going to be getting, if my ham will turn out okay and how I'm going to keep my family well fed and entertained for 5 hours. I probably won't eat breakfast or lunch as it is so it all evens out in the end. Well, hopefully it will. And I'm sure I'll do my usual pick, pick, picking on all the appetizers because that will "technically" be my breakfast/brunch/lunch.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today wasn't all that great in the eating department. I'm feeling a &lt;em&gt;tad&lt;/em&gt; better, but what's troubling the most is that I'm not hungry in the mornings...in fact, this morning, I almost felt like I was going to vomit when I did eat. I'm hoping that this isn't anything serious (no, I can't be pregnant) or just a weird side-effect from having my ears plugged and my nose stuffed for almost a week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: bowl of peanut butter cookie crisp cereal w/2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 110z glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: McDonald's-grilled chicken sandwich with 3/4 of the mayo removed, 1 serving of medium fries and 2 medium sprites&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: very small square of lasagna, 1.5 small pieces of garlic bread&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Vacuumed, dusted for almost an hour&lt;br /&gt;YES, I sucked at water today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said: 169.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113538886240004958?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113538886240004958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113538886240004958&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113538886240004958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113538886240004958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/recovery-day-friday.html' title='Recovery Day-Friday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113531366358667899</id><published>2005-12-22T20:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-22T20:54:23.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sick Day-Thursday</title><content type='html'>Ah.  I remember the good old days of being able to breathe without hucking loogies or blowing my nose, when my voice was clear and my friends weren't scared to be next to me.  Ah, the good old days. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz. glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1/4 turkey keilbosa, 6 small cheese filled ravioli&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 spoonfuls of speghetti w/meat sauce, 2 reduced-fat crescent rolls and 1 serving of green beans&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz. glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Activity: Vacuumed, dusted for over an hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 169.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113531366358667899?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113531366358667899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113531366358667899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113531366358667899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113531366358667899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/sick-day-thursday.html' title='Sick Day-Thursday'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113523520059611871</id><published>2005-12-21T23:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T23:06:43.213-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday-Sick Day</title><content type='html'>I can't shake this thing.  It's moved into my chest, so I'm coughing and all sorts of things are happening that I wish wasn't.  I am on the road to recovery though and plan on getting out of this house and doing something active soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: none (wasn't hungry)&lt;br /&gt;Water : 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch : Del Taco-2 chicken soft tacos, 1 small fry; 2 medium light lemonades&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 small pieces of pepperoni Freshetta pizza, 1 small salad w/1 T. fat-free ranch dressing, tomatoes, red onions&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 3 mini spritz cookies, about 20 mint M&amp;M's and a handful of chips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's going on, I was starving by the night time and I should have opted for water instead of snacks but the will power isn't there especially after not being all that hungry for 2 days.  I regret doing what I did.  I know it's going to show in the scale tomorrow, not looking forward to it. *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 169.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113523520059611871?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113523520059611871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113523520059611871&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113523520059611871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113523520059611871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/wednesday-sick-day.html' title='Wednesday-Sick Day'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113513359830691004</id><published>2005-12-20T18:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-20T18:53:18.306-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday-Sick Day</title><content type='html'>Yeah, I would have thought by now that things would *start* getting better but I am remiss in that line of thinking. My cold has now moved into my chest and ears and I feel like a huge tub of lard being useless all day. What can I do? I can barely breathe, I can't do much without getting worn out. I wish I could be more active, but that's just not possible right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: none (woke up too late)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Taco Bell-Cheesy Gordita Crunch, Chicken Ranchero Soft Taco and about 5 Cinnamon twists&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 8oz. glasses (at lunch); 3 11oz glasses (between lunch &amp; dinner)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 7 medium sized cheese filled packaged ravioli, small salad w/2 T. fat-free dressing, tomatoes &amp;amp; red onions, 2 small pieces of garlic bread&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 169.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (I honestly don't know how that is happening)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113513359830691004?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113513359830691004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113513359830691004&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113513359830691004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113513359830691004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/tuesday-sick-day.html' title='Tuesday-Sick Day'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113502545519614654</id><published>2005-12-19T12:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T19:24:16.953-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday-Sick Day</title><content type='html'>UGH!!!! I HATE being sick. I even took Nyquil last night and I STILL was up all night blowing my nose. You know, you really take breathing for granted. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 3 medium sized lite pancakes, 1 lite turkey sausage&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 can of Progresso chicken noodle soup&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz. glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1 spritz cookie&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1/2 turkey keilbosa sausage, 2 spoonfuls of au gratin scalloped potatoes&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert : 1 spritz cookie, 2 small peanut butter oatmeal cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 170&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (say wha?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113502545519614654?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113502545519614654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113502545519614654&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113502545519614654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113502545519614654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/monday-sick-day.html' title='Monday-Sick Day'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113497321696042045</id><published>2005-12-18T22:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T22:21:17.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-Sick Day</title><content type='html'>Oy Vey. I have snot running down my nose. Then my nose is so stuffy that I can't breathe. I'm achy. Just over all miserable. At least I really tried to curb my eating. Mostly because I wasn't all that hungry...but also because I can't taste anything. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 2 pieces of 100% wheat toast, small serving of scrambled eggs with ketchup&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1/2 bowl of honeydew melon&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 4 mini spritz cookies (seriously, they are a bite each cookie)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1/2 grilled chicken breast, 2 spoonfuls of chicken rice, 1 spoonful of corn, small salad w/1.5 T. fat-free dressing, tomatoes and red onions&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 2 mini spritz cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.8&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;  I hate you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113497321696042045?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113497321696042045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113497321696042045&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113497321696042045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113497321696042045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday-sick-day.html' title='Sunday-Sick Day'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113487576985464240</id><published>2005-12-17T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T19:16:56.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday-A day of rest</title><content type='html'>Actually, with only 4.5 hours of sleep under my belt, a stuffy then runny nose, sneezing and wheezing, I wasn't exactly in the most of active moods. I did, however, manage my eating so that I didn't get out of hand. I got a nice surprise when I stepped on the scale this morning, I had lost 2 pounds overnight. Which only means that my bloating is finally gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 98% Fat Free Ham, 98% Fat Free Turkey, swiss cheese sandwich on 100% whole wheat bread, mustard, lettuce, tomatoes and red onions. One pickle spear. 1 apple w/1 tsp. of peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: (went out to eat at Knolwoods-so yum!) 3/4 turkey burger w/cheese, lettuce, tomato, onion &amp; thousand island dressing, 1/2 order of fries w/ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 16oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 4 mint M&amp;amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 170.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113487576985464240?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113487576985464240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113487576985464240&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113487576985464240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113487576985464240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/saturday-day-of-rest_17.html' title='Saturday-A day of rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113476326562333983</id><published>2005-12-16T11:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T18:43:46.036-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>I just went through my history and dang, it's been a while since I actually worked out arms. Bad me. Today marks my last official gym day. Both my kids are off for Christmas vacation from school and I don't have childcare covered at the gym for my son. So, I will really have to step it up with walking, jogging, pilates and other home exercise to maintain where I am at right now or try to lose. I know it will be a huge challenge considering that this is a horrible time of the year as it is to try to diet and exercise. Just wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 73; total machine tally calories burned: 417&lt;br /&gt;16+ minutes treadmill; avg mph 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 50 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;50 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5L bottles of water (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 98% Fat Free Ham, 98% Fat Free Turkey, swiss cheese sandwich on 100% whole wheat bread, mustard, lettuce, tomatoes and red onions. One pickle spear. 1 apple w/1 tsp. of peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz. glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 5.5 wooden spoonfuls of chili macaroni hamburger helper, 2 grands biscuits, 1 spoonful of corn&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 8 mint M&amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113476326562333983?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113476326562333983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113476326562333983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113476326562333983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113476326562333983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback_16.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113470334155706415</id><published>2005-12-15T19:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-15T19:22:21.566-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thursday-A Day of Rest</title><content type='html'>I took a day off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat Yoplait yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 Smart Start Chicken frozen meal&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: small serving of wheat speghetti noodles with 2 spoonfuls of sauce, 2 small garlic breads&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 12 mint M&amp;M's and 3/4 of a mini snickers bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113470334155706415?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113470334155706415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113470334155706415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113470334155706415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113470334155706415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/thursday-day-of-rest.html' title='Thursday-A Day of Rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113459310041039564</id><published>2005-12-14T12:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T18:45:53.506-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>I knew I was in for it when I woke up, feeling nauseous. But when I started to work out, I felt almost invigorated and got my second wind. I had to ultimately cut my workout short though since "womanly issues" started mid-workout and I was without, um, "product". *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 70; machine tally calories burned: 407&lt;br /&gt;16 minutes treadmill; average speed 4.0 mph; machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 60lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5 L bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: Leftover chicken enchilada w/1 tsp. sour cream, pinch of colby/jack cheese and 2 spoonfuls of mexican rice&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: Leftover chicken enchilada (soft taco size) w/2 pinches of colby/jack cheese and 2.5 spoonfuls of mexican rice. &lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 2 graham crackers w/frosting, 3 M&amp;M's (from my son's gingerbread house that he brought home today) and 1 mini-babe ruth bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Loudest thing at the gym today: My clomping feet. I swear, I don't know how people do it but no matter how hard I try, I can't jog or walk quietly on a treadmill. I'm getting tired of the stares. LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said: 172.4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (say huh?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113459310041039564?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113459310041039564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113459310041039564&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113459310041039564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113459310041039564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardiolegs_14.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113451505413112168</id><published>2005-12-13T15:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T19:06:46.880-08:00</updated><title type='text'>RacquetBall Day</title><content type='html'>Once or twice a week, my husband and I opt for playing racquetball instead of working weights to give our bodies a break and give us an all-body workout. I know that I'm not blowing as many calories and after a day of eating like I had yesterday, it would probably be better for me to have done a full work out, but we rarely get to go to the gym together and we like to actually spend time together (still, after 11 years of marriage), so we do this instead. It's actually a win-win situation for both of us and we always have a fun time doing it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour of racquetball&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water : 2 .5 liter bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: We had to go out to eat since we didn't have time to go back home for food and still drop my daughter off at her preschool-Lunch was at Jack in the Box: 3/4 grilled chicken sandwich, 3/4 medium serving of fries with 1 packet of ranch dressing, 1 packet of ketchup. 1.5 large Sierra Mists&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 9 roasted almonds&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1/4 pint of Knott's cole slaw (the best!), 1 hot dog w/a pinch of colby/jack cheese and mustard, a spoonful of chili, 6 doritos chips&lt;br /&gt;Water : 1 11 oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1.5 juice glasses of peanut butter/banana smoothie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the scale said today: 172.8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (kind of bummed out about this)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113451505413112168?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113451505413112168/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113451505413112168&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113451505413112168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113451505413112168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/racquetball-day.html' title='RacquetBall Day'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113443896566242877</id><published>2005-12-12T17:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-13T15:05:12.800-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday-A Day of FUN!</title><content type='html'>We all went to an amusement park all day so I had no time for the gym. It was fun, well, I mean "fun" because it was supposed to be a "fun" day...and it "was" in the purest definition of the word, but for the overall view of myself, it was really a day of awakening. I have a problem. A huge problem with food. I was eating lunch, happily stuffing my face and though I felt like I was eating slowly, as I finished my hamburger and started finishing off my fries, picking at my daughter's food, I see that no one is even remotely close to finishing their meals at the table. My husband, who had started well before me, was not even half way done with his burger, my daughter, 1/2 a chicken strip done and my son, 1/4 way through his burger. Did I really eat THAT fast or did they eat THAT slow? What happened? And the worse part? About half way through my burger, I felt full...and kept eating....finishing....helping my daughter eat her meal...picking away at the food on the table since everyone wasn't done eating...but I just don't STOP. I grew embarrassed. I got in a bad mood, lamenting myself, punishing myself for doing this. We later went to the fun house with the kids and they had a tall fun mirror there and as I walked by, I caught a glimpse of myself...the mirror, which I usually avoid, made me look skinny, but a normal skinny, not a stretched out silly skinny like you see in normal fun house mirrors...and I thought, "I'm so big that this makes me look normal." I wanted to cry. Then I learned to appreciate what I looked like thin. I don't look too bad, I think to myself. It's time to start trying harder. I need to do this...it's time to get back on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm denying myself dinner. It's the best solution. Mostly because I really exceeded all possible calories a human can consume in one day after the lunch I had and secondly, because I really still feel full. I nibbled on a few mini biscuits from Knott's Berry Farm too (it's a tradition to pick up some before we go home...my husband usually eats them all though) on the way home in the car....and though it was hard, I cut myself off pretty quickly (the need to eat resurfaced...the smell of fresh baked biscuits can put any sane person over the edge!).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 2.5 cups Special K cereal; Vanilla &amp; Almond, 1.5 cups of 2% milk&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 large cheeseburger w/1 slice of bacon, 1 leaf of lettuce, 2 tomato slices; 1 large serving bowl of crinkle cut fries, 1 chicken tender (which was dry and over-fried, but I still ate it), 1 medium Sierra Mist&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1.5 mini biscuits w/ a tsp. of bosenberry jam; 1 medium sierra mist&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113443896566242877?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113443896566242877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113443896566242877&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113443896566242877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113443896566242877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/monday-day-of-fun.html' title='Monday-A Day of FUN!'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113432899648236444</id><published>2005-12-11T11:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:16:00.310-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-A Day Of Rest</title><content type='html'>I am really starting to get a "F* it" attitude and I need to nip that in the bud, like RIGHT now. I found myself grazing because I was so hungry this morning from not eating breakfast before going grocery shopping. I was waiting for my husband to finally get his butt out of bed, waiting for the oven to heat up so that I couuld make breakfast and I could find myself searching for something to eat. I should have grabbed something healthy, but I opted for something bad instead...another thing that I have been trying to curb. Anyway, I did what I did and now I'm going to have to get over it and move on, vowing to do my best NOT to do that again. Didn't a wise man once say, "admitting you have a problem is the first step to solving it"? Hmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 pop um's donut hole, 3 low-fat cinnamon rolls from Pillsbury&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 pork carnitas burrito w/2 tsp. lite sour cream, 2 tsp. of salsa, shredded lettuce and 2 pinches of colby/jack cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 4 bites of carrot cake (my Mom made me do it-LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 chicken enchilada (homemade)-2 tsp. lite sour cream, shredded lettuce and pinch of colby/jack cheese on top, 1 spoonful of mexican rice.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert : piece of carrot cake (this time my mom didn't make me LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (I can't believe it's not going anywhere...I was expecting a huge weight gain, but I guess not).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113432899648236444?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113432899648236444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113432899648236444&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113432899648236444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113432899648236444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday-day-of-rest_11.html' title='Sunday-A Day Of Rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113423619934564626</id><published>2005-12-10T09:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T20:55:23.760-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday-A day of rest</title><content type='html'>Actually, I should be doing something active today, but my cold has gone "full blown" now and either I'm coughing, sneezing, have snot running down my face or have a headache whenever I put my head lower than a 45 degree angle, so I don't know if "active" is in my agenda. Let's throw in a pinch of PMS and lack of sleep and I'm just a barrel of laughs! NOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell off the wagon last night....I was up extremely late and got very hungry...I managed to slightly hold myself back, but I ended up having 2 mini peanut butter cups, 6 pringle chips and a pudding cup. That's pretty tame for me, but still not good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast : bowl of Special K, Vanilla &amp; Almond&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: TACO BELL WOO HOO! I haven't eaten fast food in 2 weeks and I couldn't stop myself...I was out with the kids and it was getting late, had to opt for fast food. I had a cheesy gordita crunch, chicken ranchero soft taco, 1 cinammon twist&lt;br /&gt;Water : 2 small waters&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 pork carnitas burrito w/2 tsp. lite sour cream, 2 tsp. of salsa, shredded lettuce and 2 pinches of colby/jack cheese.  6 corn Dorito chips.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert : 2 reese's mini peanut butter cups and 16 peanut butter M&amp;M's....aye, the devil inside me is abrew'n.  I'm going to have to buck up and stop this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113423619934564626?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113423619934564626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113423619934564626&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113423619934564626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113423619934564626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/saturday-day-of-rest.html' title='Saturday-A day of rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113416141724230685</id><published>2005-12-09T12:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T17:52:07.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>I am working out with a cold and have been since Monday. I was feeling better after my work outs, but today, that was NOT the case. I felt more drained than ever and I literally had to drag my fat butt out of the gym. I'm still tired and I've had time to relax and everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 69; machine tally calories burned: 396&lt;br /&gt;10 minutes treadmill; average speed 4.0 mph; machine tally calories burned: 67 (accidentally hit the stop button and when I tried to restart the treadmill, it reset completely and I just said "screw it" and got off)&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 20lb&lt;br /&gt;60 Hanging Stomach Crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5L bottles of water (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 homemade burrito (soft taco sized); 2 spoonfuls of 15% fat ground beef burrito mixture, refried beans, 2 spoonfuls of taco flavored rice, lettuce, 2 pinches of colby/jack cheese, salsa and 1 tsp. lite sour cream. 6 Dorritos corn chips. 1 apple with 1 T. peanut butter to spread.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 white corn tacos filled with refried beans, pork carnitas (leftovers from last night with chicken taco seasoning on them), lettuce, chopped tomatoes, salsa and 1 tsp. of lite sour cream&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11 oz glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funniest thing at the gym today: seeing someone get hit in the butt with a racquetball, while on the court, right in front of me. I couldn't help but burst out laughing in mid-stomach crunch because it looked so funny...and because that has happened to me more times than I can count.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113416141724230685?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113416141724230685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113416141724230685&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113416141724230685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113416141724230685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardiolegs_09.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113406876413608397</id><published>2005-12-08T11:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T20:23:18.230-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>I am staying faithful to my commitment in switching my arms work out to before cardio. I will admit that today was much easier, despite feeling quite lethargic because I'm coming down with a cold. I managed to work up a mini-sweat even. My elliptcals were open and I got the one I wanted and had a quick (well, if you consider 1.5 hours quick) work out that went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 70; total machine tally calories burned: 410&lt;br /&gt;16+ minutes treadmill; avg mph 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 40 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 55 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 30 lb (I stepped it up, got through the first 20 easy, second 20 started to struggle from rep 14 onward but I managed through. It was very hard.)&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;55 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5 liter bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 homemade burrito; 2.5 spoonfuls of 15% fat ground beef burrito mixture, refried beans, 2 spoonfuls of taco flavored rice, lettuce, 2 pinches of colby/jack cheese, salsa and 2 tsp. lite sour cream. 6 Dorritos corn chips.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 3 thin pieces of pork roast, 2 spoonfuls of mashed potatoes, 4 T. homemade gravy, 1 spoonful of corn, 2 grands biscuits&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11 oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: (I was hoping to avoid this, but I caved!) 2 small pieces of peanut brittle, 1/2 mini snickers bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grossest thing at the gym today: Overweight male walking in front of me, with a perfect round circle of sweat in the middle of his backside. NOT pretty. Oh, and me too...with my runny nose and my under boob sweat, I was a sight for VERY sore eyes. No seriously.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;/span&gt; Damn peanut brittle!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113406876413608397?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113406876413608397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113406876413608397&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113406876413608397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113406876413608397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback_08.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113398102348125163</id><published>2005-12-07T10:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-07T19:46:42.790-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 67; machine tally calories burned: 388&lt;br /&gt;16 minutes treadmill; average speed 4.0 mph; machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Adduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 20lb&lt;br /&gt;55 Hanging Stomach Crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 4 .5L bottles of water (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 6 red grapes&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 left over turkey burger, mustard, tomato. 1 pickle spear&lt;br /&gt;Water : 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 4 grapes&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 homemade burrito; 2.5 spoonfuls of 15% fat ground beef burrito mixture, refried beans, 2 spoonfuls of taco flavored rice, lettuce, 2 pinches of colby/jack cheese, diced tomatoes, salsa and 2 tsp. lite sour cream. 8 Dorritos corn chips.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 3 small pieces of peanut brittle.  I caved into emotional eating because I was so ticked off about my new DVR and digital cable screwing up and I got totally jerked around by their tech support...but I know that's no excuse, but that's why I ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nothing out of the usual to report about the gym today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the scale said today: 172.4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Seriously, what's up with that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113398102348125163?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113398102348125163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113398102348125163&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113398102348125163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113398102348125163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardiolegs_07.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113391663809537059</id><published>2005-12-06T16:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T19:13:32.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>I decided to flip/flop my work out routine upon suggestion of one of my closest friends who used to have a trainer (and it was her trainer's routine to do this), by working weights first, cardio last. I must say that flipping my work out like this kind of got me out of my groove. Not to mention, as soon as I got upstairs to hit my cardio, all the ellipticals were full and when I finally did get one, the max time on it was 25 minutes. UGH. But all in all, I did feel a little different...if anything, weaker on the cardio, which kind of bummed me out. I'm going to ease into this routine on my arm days and we'll see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 72; total machine tally calories burned: 296&lt;br /&gt;16:25 minutes treadmill; avg mph 4.0; total machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;Pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 50 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 2 x 20 @ 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 20 lb&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 70 lb&lt;br /&gt;50 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3.5 .5 liter bottles&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 98% Fat Free Ham, 98% Fat Free Turkey, swiss cheese sandwich on 100% whole wheat bread, mustard, lettuce, tomatoes and red onions. One pickle spear.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz water&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 5 almonds, 10 honey roasted peanuts&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 turkey burger on bun w/mustard, lettuce, tomato, slice of swiss cheese, 7 baked fries, 2 spoonfuls of baked beans&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz water&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 1 bite of a snickers bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grossest thing at the gym today: Overweight older gentleman, free-balling it in grey sweat shorts, playing racquetball and pulling the shorts out of his butt whenever he wasn't playing. Ewww.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biggest hurdle for me today: Not snacking on kid leftovers. I have been tempted all day, I have been starving between meals lately&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 174.4&lt;/span&gt; (Either I wasn't as good as I thought I was at dinner last night or this is a serious case of bloat. For the record, I do feel bloated &amp;amp; bitchy. Hmmmm, could that mean????)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113391663809537059?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113391663809537059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113391663809537059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113391663809537059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113391663809537059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback_06.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113384292932944050</id><published>2005-12-05T16:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T16:51:03.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 67; machine tally calories burned: 391&lt;br /&gt;14 minutes treadmill; walk start 3.5 mph, jog speed 5.5 mph; machine tally calories burned: 102&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 3 x 20; 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (inner): 100 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 20lb&lt;br /&gt;50 Hanging Stomach Crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 4 .5L bottles of water (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 98% Fat Free Ham, 98% Fat Free Turkey, swiss cheese sandwich on 100% whole wheat bread, mustard, lettuce and red onions. One pickle spear&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 8oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 2 small salads w/tomatoes, garbonzo beans, red cabbage, a pinch of cheddar cheese, a pinch of hard boiled eggs, cucumbers, carrots and a pinch of fried noodles, 2 T. House Ranch each; 1 corn muffin, 1 small bowl of chicken noodle soup and 1 brownie with a small amount of fat free chocolate/vanilla frozen yogurt, chocolate sauce &amp;amp; toffee chips on top for dessert&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 8oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oddest thing at the gym today: Hairy scrubs dude was back. He is starting to gross me out.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biggest challenge for me today: going out to eat for the first time since I started my restricted eating. I &lt;em&gt;tried &lt;/em&gt;to do well and all things considered, I did well compared to how I &lt;em&gt;used &lt;/em&gt;to eat when I go to Soup Plantation. It's an all-you-can-eat soup/salad/pasta/bread place. I actually didn't do TOO bad and I still hit my cut off time of 7pm without missing a beat. I actually stopped eating at 6:15 so I was good to go. To practice that much restraint with THAT much food, good food at that, around you, was very hard. Thankfully I was in good company and our constant jaw-jacking helped get my mind off all the food my stomach was calling for. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Question of the day: If you can smell you, does that mean other people can smell you? Get back to me on that.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What the scale said today: 172.6&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113384292932944050?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113384292932944050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113384292932944050&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113384292932944050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113384292932944050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardiolegs_05.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113372573467539127</id><published>2005-12-04T11:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-04T18:14:40.320-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sunday-A Day Of Rest</title><content type='html'>I usually plan my Sundays to not do any "real" exercise to give me and my muscles a break with all the pounding that I'm doing to my body. I am relishing it! LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Physical Activity:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spending an hour vacuuming and dusting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 3 medium pancakes made w/low-fat Bisquik and 2% milk, 1.5 lite turkey sausages&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 110z glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1/4 of a peanut butter/honey sandwich, 3/4 large salad w/1 sliced up thin chicken breast w/2T. Fat-free Ranch dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass; 1 8oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 4 wooden spoonfuls of cheeseburger macaroni hamburger helper, small serving of yellow kernel corn, 1 buttery crescent roll&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert : 6 peanut butter M&amp;amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the scale said today: 173.8 pounds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113372573467539127?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113372573467539127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113372573467539127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113372573467539127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113372573467539127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/sunday-day-of-rest.html' title='Sunday-A Day Of Rest'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113363328781548577</id><published>2005-12-03T10:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-03T23:06:26.916-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Work Out Day</title><content type='html'>Since I don't have babysitting paid for at the gym for my oldest son, I spend the weekends trying to find some physical activity to do. Luckily for me, my complex is in the center of a mile long loop, so I can measure mileage whenever I go for a walk or jog. Today poses my first huge obstacle with watching what I eat. My daughter has a Christmas program to perform in today and afterward, there is a party in her classroom full of tons of tempting goodies and finger foods. I'm going to take it very light for lunch in hopes that I can nibble a little bit without too much guilt, but we'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 mile jog/walk&lt;br /&gt;*physical activity - spending 2.5 hours putting up Christmas decorations/tree*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diet:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 2 cups Mini Chocolate Swirlz; 3 g. fat (I'm out of my healthy cereal), 1 cup 2% milk; 5 g. fat&lt;br /&gt;Water : 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 1 cup of diced peaches&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Snack: 1.5 chocolate chip cookies, 1 mini hot dog in a blanket, 6 red grapes, 4 crackers w/4 mini squares of cheese, 3 small stalks of celery w/veggie dip, 1 small brownie (this was from the party)&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: none...forgot to eat because I working so hard on the freaking Christmas tree&lt;br /&gt;I have forbidden myself from eating after 7pm, but I was so starving that at 10pm, I had 10 almonds.  I couldn't take it anymore.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz. glass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What the scale said today: 175 lbs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113363328781548577?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113363328781548577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113363328781548577&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113363328781548577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113363328781548577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/home-work-out-day.html' title='Home Work Out Day'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113354932732465679</id><published>2005-12-02T10:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:05:11.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back</title><content type='html'>For the record, working out on 5 hours of sleep and 2 consecutive days of bumping up your workouts is not recommended. I was seriously lagging today, so much so, that my workout extended past 1.5 hours but not for the *right* reasons...it's because I was SO SLOW. LOL I did however, manage to do alright considering the circumstances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes Elliptical; level 3; avg. rpm 69; total machine tally calories burned: 406&lt;br /&gt;17:45 minutes treadmill; avg mph 3.5; total machine tally calories burned: 100&lt;br /&gt;pectoral Fly: 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Dual Axis Chest Press: 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Back Extension: 3 x 20; 50 lb&lt;br /&gt;Row/Rear Delt: 2 x 20; 30 lb&lt;br /&gt;Vertical Press: 2 x 20; 45 lb&lt;br /&gt;Arm Extension (triceps): 20 @ 35 lb; 20 @ 30 lb (yes it got too tough for me)&lt;br /&gt;Arm Curl (bicep): 2 x 20; 20 lb (this is the hardest exercise for me by far; I struggle at 20)&lt;br /&gt;Tricep Press: 2 x 20; 60 lb&lt;br /&gt;50 hanging stomach crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diet:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 low-fat yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5 liter bottles, 1 11 oz glass&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 98% Fat Free Ham, 98% Fat Free Turkey, swiss cheese sandwich on 100% whole wheat bread, mustard, lettuce, tomatoes and red onions. One pickle spear. 3/4 medium sized orange.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1 thin small chicken breast, grilled w/low-fat marinade.  3 T. chicken flavored rice. 4 glazed baby carrots. 1 handful of salad w/tomatoes, cucumbers, red onions and 2 T. fat free ranch dressing.&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11 oz glasses&lt;br /&gt;I'M STARVING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oddest thing at the gym today: hairy dude wearing scrubs to work out in. Ok dude, we get it, you're a doctor/dentist/surgeon/vet...who freaking cares...you look ridiculous&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funniest thing at the gym today: watching some guy do ballet all over the racquetball court trying to get the ball. I have never seen such grace. LOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Grossest thing at the gym today: Me and my sweaty ass. I seriously got hit with the ugly stick extra hard today. I was even worse than the old lady I witnessed pulling down her underwear in the locker room.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biggest challenge today: not giving up on my cardio when I was so exhausted; minor victory-I didn't give up, but I walked the treadmill instead of jogged.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What hurts: still my rib cage, but it's getting much better&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;What the scale said today: 175.8 pounds (I'm sure it's all water weight)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113354932732465679?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113354932732465679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113354932732465679&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113354932732465679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113354932732465679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardioarmschestback.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Arms/Chest/Back'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113348772961947142</id><published>2005-12-01T17:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T19:26:30.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Work Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;35 minutes elliptical; level 3; average speed: 74; machine tally calories burned: 495&lt;br /&gt;11 minutes treadmill; walk start 3 mph, jog speed 5.5 mph; machine tally calories burned: 104&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Press: 2 x 20; 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Standing Calf: 2 x 15; 40lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (inner): 20 reps @ 40lb, 80 reps @ 50lb&lt;br /&gt;Hip Abduction (outer): 100 reps @ 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Prone Leg Curl: 2 x 20 30lb&lt;br /&gt;Seated Leg Curl: 2 x 20 35lb&lt;br /&gt;Leg Extension: 2 x 20 20lb&lt;br /&gt;50 Hanging Stomach Crunches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Diet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast: 1 light Yoplait Yogurt&lt;br /&gt;Water: 3 .5L bottles of water (at gym)&lt;br /&gt;Lunch: 98% Fat Free Ham, 98% Fat Free Turkey, swiss cheese sandwich on 100% whole wheat bread, mustard, lettuce, tomatoes and red onions. One pickle spear&lt;br /&gt;Water: 1 11oz. glass&lt;br /&gt;Dinner: 1/3 piece of cube steak with 2 T. canned beef gravy, 2 T. white rice. 1.5 handfuls of bagged salad w/tomatoes, red onions and cucumbers w/3 T. Raspberry Walnut vinaigrette salad dressing&lt;br /&gt;Water: 2 11oz. glasses&lt;br /&gt;Dessert: 3 peanut butter M&amp;M's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Biggest Hurdle: Not snacking on left overs when cleaning dishes; successfully avoided&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Funniest observation at gym today: Cut and ripped guy drinking a pink smoothie in the free weight area&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What hurts: Oh, my aching rib cage. EGADS.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113348772961947142?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113348772961947142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113348772961947142&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113348772961947142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113348772961947142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/work-out-day-cardiolegs.html' title='Work Out Day-Cardio/Legs'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19490895.post-113346636690269258</id><published>2005-12-01T11:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T16:14:38.770-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Weight Story</title><content type='html'>Most of my childhood, I was relatively thin. Not skin and bones skinny, but a filled out thin. To put it bluntly, I could eat whatever I wanted and I didn't gain weight. &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/before_schooljan78.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 89px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 239px" height="671" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/before_schooljan78.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That all did, however, catch up to me in the 7th grade when the start of puberty hit and I got a little plump. That continued until my freshman year and then like magic, the weight melted off and I was pretty thin. Now, in today's standards, I was still overweight, despite wearing a size 5. But relatively speaking, I was pretty stacked, considering that I was well endowed in other areas. LOL During my senior year, I started to pack on a few pounds though, crept up to a size 8. By the time I had my first real full-time job, I was in the double digits. I still remember the day one of the guys at work came in and said that I was getting the "operator spread" (I was a F-18 flight simulator operator) and that it was time for me to start losing weight. After I got done crying, I got myself a gym membership and worked out like crazy, putting myself on a low-fat diet (I limited myself to 20 grams of fat per day...I barely ate) and got back down to a size 8. By the time I hit 22, the weight was starting to come back, despite not changing my eating habits all that much. I got checked out and I was diagnosed as being &lt;a href="http://www.endocrineweb.com/hypo1.html"&gt;hypothyroid&lt;/a&gt;. Great, like I needed another obstacle with losing weight. I got on &lt;a href="http://www.synthroid.com/"&gt;Synthroid&lt;/a&gt; and I figured that the weight would just fall off, but it didn't. I kept growing and growing, so much that they had to take my wedding dress out 1.5 inches. After getting married, my weight just kept going up (especially after the wedding blues set in) and my marriage kind of stalled out. After 5 years of marriage, of which I had started at 140 pounds, I was 210 pounds. My husband left me and I dropped 20 pounds from depression...then he came back and we settled into our normal routine of just sitting around. My weight came back on. It didn't help that I had a horribly stressful job and tons of overweight friends to keep me company...we happily went out to lunch every day and stuffed our faces.&lt;br /&gt;About a year after my daughter was born, my neighbor invited me on her twice daily walks and within 2 weeks, I had lost 10 pounds. I kept that up and within 4 months, I had &lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/PA160006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 75px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 294px" height="1077" alt="" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/PA160006.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;lost 45 pounds total and got down to a nice 155. I was very proud of myself and maintained my weight for over a year. Then the next hurdle of my life happened in September 2004 when I quit smoking. I opted for the "ice cream replacement diet" and easily packed on 15 pounds in 2 months. I was so upset over my weight gain that I just gave up and started eating everything in sight. We went on vacation and ate out almost every meal...after that I had gained another 10 pounds. Again, approaching my highest weight. I was mortified, but felt helpless and just kept eating.&lt;br /&gt;In June 2005, I got a gym membership and started working out 6 days a week, for 1.5 hours a day. I dropped 9 pounds..but then started to reward myself with the "I work out, I can eat THIS" way of thinking and I gained it all back, plus more.&lt;br /&gt;But now I plan on changing that. I'm tired of being the fat girl. Out of all my friends, I'm the heaviest. I'm tired of thinking that I'm not good enough because I am. I need to do this for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of today, I weigh 178 pounds. Pants 16, Shirts XL. BMI 29.6 (&lt;br /&gt;25.0 – 29.9 =Overweight)&lt;br /&gt;My target weight : 140. My ultimate goal weight : 130&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/19490895-113346636690269258?l=downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/feeds/113346636690269258/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19490895&amp;postID=113346636690269258&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113346636690269258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/19490895/posts/default/113346636690269258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://downwiththefatgirl.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-weight-story.html' title='My Weight Story'/><author><name>Judi B</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16033436967794605483</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='22' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v260/Fuzzybuni/BLOG/eye.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry></feed>
